It’s autumn. And I fall.

October 15, 2006

the trees are putting up a fight and I’m longing for fire colored leaves because its time for new beginnings. placing you in the scrapbooks of my life in my mind. polaroid eyelids. & i will grow old without you. tonight you are traveling through the atmosphere and into space, millions of miles away from today. past the sounds of small worlds the size of dark brown pupils exploding. past the brightest star I named for you when I was naive enough to dream. i.o.u.’s and gift wrapped galaxies wouldn’t have nearly been enough to ever make you feel the same. assured the years have passed. chapter(s) closed. disregard all that I am and you are perfect now.

we both may be.


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